Anne Lumley's bedchamber

"Charles laughed after her"

My goal? Well...it depends by the lady, actually...

"He paused trying to look serious, before adding"

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She laughed and took a seat in her chair, frowing at the empty wine bottle.

"I think I understand now,"she replied.

"Charles smiled her back"

Really? What kind of games were you used to do with your...husband?

"He asked teasingly"

She laughed and rolled her eyes playfully,"You tease me now."

"Charles raised his eyebrow"

Oh well...I just try to be kind. I didn't mean...what you're thinking about. Especially after what you said about him...

"He said, looking carefully at her expression"

She chuckled and tapped his hand again,"I know you are kind,"she reassured. Then she stood up from the chair and walked to her bed and fell on the matress face first.

"My head hurts,"she complained,"Does this always happen when you drink wine?"

"Charles stood up after her. He reached her on bed sitting on it"

I'm used drinking wine, my lady. But it's evident you're not. Are you...alright?

"He leaned his hand on her shoulder"

She rolled round onto her back,"Robert doesn't let me drink at home. I guess I got too excited with my freedom."

She laughed but then grimaced when her head hurt again,"Can you stay with me?"she whispered and shut her eyes.

"Charles realized she was a bit drunk and smiled"

I'll stay if you want. I think you need to sleep, my lady. You...you drank too much...

"He added while his glance fell on her figure lied on bed"

"You must think I'm ridiculous,"she replied and laughed a little.

She tugged on his arm and pulled him down,"Imagine the roof is the sky, full of hundreds of stars,"she said with a grin-utterly, utterly drunk.

She opened one eye,"Can you see the stars?"

"Charles giggled as she pulled him down. He lied next to her staring at ceiling, surprised and amused"

You're not ridicoulus, my lady. Yes...I can see the stars...

"He whispered. Then he turned his head towards her and smiled again. Such thing never happened to him, before"

Anne chuckled and went silent for a moment. Her breathing then became deep and she slipped into a wine enduced sleep.

Soon it was morning again. Her head hurt and she shivered upon her bed. As she crawled up she noticed a man on her bed, she gasped and wrapped her robe around her.
She leaned closer, hairs brushing his skin and recognised the face from fragmented memories,"Bugger,"she whispered.

"Once Anne fell asleep, he lied on bed next to her, still fully clothed. After a while he feel asleep too. He woke up suddenly in the morning, feeling some movements besides him. As he opened his eyes, he looked confused around room. Then he turned to her and smiled"

Ohh...good morning, my lady. Hope you slept well...

"He said, leaning an elbow on bed trying to put himself sat on it"

She held a hand to her head,"My God,"she whispered,"Where you here all night?"

"Charles rubbed his eyes. He looked at her frowning, still confused"

You...you remember nothing about what's happened last night, right?

"He asked curiously"

She smiled coyly through her hairs,"Were we out last night? Star gazing?"

She chuckled,"Or was it a dream?"

"Charles coughed a bit, just to avoid to giggle"

Ehm...I think it was a dream, Anne. A beautiful dream, indeed. Oh...but nothing else happened between us, if you're wondering about that...

"He added quickly"

She laughed and hit his chest playfully,"No matter how drunk I was-we are both married. I wasn't that bad was I?"she chuckled and walked from the bed.

"Breakfast?"she asked and began to make some tea.

"Charles looked at her still smiling. Then he shook his head with an amused laughter"

Yes...thank you. You're very kind, my lady. You know...I never liked eating alone...

"He answered, looking at her"

She smiled and began to heat up some bread for toast,"I can't really imagine you eating alone. A practically famous duke-I bet people would pay to dine with you."

She then chuckled and poured him a cup of tea,"And here you are stuck with me. I am sorry for my behaviour last night-I embarrassed myself. If my husband knew..."

"Charles sat at the table next to her. He looked at food on the table and then raised his eyes to her"

Uhm...all this looks delicious. Do you want me to become fat, lady Anne? In this way I would lose all popularity and charme with ladies...

"He said chukling"

"Except me,"she replied with a grin and laid out the food on the table.

"Charles smiled. He took some bread on the other side of table glancing secretely at her"

What your husband would say...finding you here having breakfast with me?

"He asked staring at her"

She chuckled,"What would your wife say,"she smiled and glanced at him as she imitated his voice,"Finding you here having breakfast with me?"

"Charles giggled after taking a sip from water. He shook his head"

Well...she'll surely would think...that you're my mistress...

"He just answered and turned his eyes towards his dish"